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Chapter 102 My Home Is Your Home

Lu Bingyao shook her hand angrily, "Lin Sen, let go!"

Bellara was quite shocked, looking at this man in his twenties, is he the little brother Yaoyao mentioned?
He was handsome, with delicate features, but he was a little greasy due to his young age.

Lin Sen just didn't let go, and anxiously explained: "Yaoyao, I've made it clear to her that I won't see her again, let's find a place to talk..."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Lu Bingyao excitedly wanted to free his hand, but he tried too hard.

"Let go first, and talk if you have something to say." Bellara persuaded.

"I have approached Yaoyao several times, but every time she avoids me, or leaves after saying a few words." Lin Sen said nonchalantly, "Yaoyao, give me one last chance, let's talk. If I After finishing speaking, if you still don't change your mind, I will..."

"No need!" Lu Bingyao said angrily, "I don't like you anymore, is it interesting for you to pester me like this?"

"I like you, I love you." With deep affection in Lin Sen's eyes, he said deeply, "Yaoyao, I was wrong before, I shouldn't sway around, I shouldn't hurt you. I won't anymore, I I will treat you wholeheartedly..."

"Come on, do you want me to say hurtful things?"

"Yaoyao, why don't you believe me?"

"It's weird for a scum like you to be single-minded." Lu Bingyao raised her eyebrows mockingly, "Didn't you just accidentally see me driving a sports car, and then check me out, and found out that my family is the Zhanlong Group, and my grandfather owns a family?" Private hospital, did you just dump that ex?"

"Yaoyao, you actually look at me like that." Lin Sen said sadly, as if hurt, "I don't know your family background at all. I thought you borrowed your sports car from a friend. I love you, not because of yours." The sports car is not because of your family background, but because I love you."

Bellara felt that although he vividly interpreted the infatuated ex, his eyesight was not enough and it was distorted.

Lu Bingyao didn't want to waste any more saliva, so she struggled to break free.

Lin Sen was determined not to let go, and even tried to drag her away.

Bellara said angrily: "If you do this again, I will call the police."

Lu Bingyao punched and kicked him, but she couldn't hit him no matter what, and wearing high heels, she sprained her foot accidentally and fell down.

Fortunately, there was someone who quickly embraced her.

Falling into someone's arms, she was a little dazed.

Lin Sen saw someone intervening, and immediately snatched her back, but the man stretched out his arm to push him, and he staggered two steps.

Lu Bingyao stared blankly at Ye Zhuoyu, why is he here?

Ye Zhuoyu hugged her and asked in a low voice, "Does your foot hurt?"

"A little bit." She tugged at him to stabilize her body.

"Let go of Yaoyao!" Lin Sen narrowed his eyes, feeling that this man in a suit and leather shoes is not simple.

Bellala hurriedly went to help Yaoyao, joking softly: "It's really time for the first love to come."

Lu Bingyao glanced at her speechlessly.

Ye Zhuoyu calmed down, his cold aura was natural, "Yaoyao is not your name. Also, Yaoyao is my fiancée, if you pester her again, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

Bellara couldn't help but Lu Bingyao was dumbfounded. When did she become his fiancée?
Shocked, Lin Sen didn't want to admit defeat so quickly, he said stiffly: "Yaoyao is my girlfriend..."

Ye Zhuoyu caught off guard and punched him directly in the face, "Scream again, talk nonsense again, I will make it difficult for you to survive in Shenghai."

Lin Sen fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, "How can you hit someone?"

"One punch is already cheap for you." Ye Zhuoyu kicked him fiercely in the abdomen, "Five years ago, Yaoyao was my girlfriend, and now she is my fiancée."

"Forget it, don't fight anymore." Lu Bingyao stopped him, "Don't get out?"

Lin Sen stood up and said viciously, "If you hit me, I will sue you."

Ye Zhuoyu embraced her, su and domineering, "Go ahead and sue, remember my name, President of Fengchi Group, Ye Zhuoyu."

Lin Sen peed in fright, and walked away dejectedly.

In the business circle of Shenghai, Ye's Fengchi Group, Xiaxin Group of Xia's family, and Rongxin Group of Rong's family are neck and neck, and they are the third of the six major groups of Shenghai.

Lu Bingyao pushed Ye Zhuoyu away and asked angrily, "You sent someone to follow me?"

"Do I need it?" Ye Zhuoyu held her arm.

"Yaoyao, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Bellara knew it, and stopped being a light bulb.

"Lala, you can't go, we want to eat together." Lu Bingyao wanted to grab her, but couldn't reach her.

"I'll make an appointment another day. I really have something to do." Bellara stopped a car in a hurry and left.

Lu Bingyao stared at him annoyedly, "Look at you, you scared my girlfriend away."

Ye Zhuoyu smiled, "You are quite a good friend."

Suddenly, he picked her up and stuffed her into the car.

She said angrily, "I have a car, so I won't take your car."

"Isn't your foot sprained? I have medicinal wine, so I'll put some medicinal wine on you."

Ye Zhuoyu started the engine, and Lu Bingyao became angry.

She remembered one thing and became even angrier, "Who is your fiancee? Don't talk nonsense."

He touched her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Five years ago, you said you would marry me, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"President Ye, I didn't expect you to take my jokes seriously." Lu Bingyao sneered.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Go home and eat."

"Okay." He answered quickly.

"I'm going home," she added, knowing that he was misinterpreting herself.

"My home is your home, is there any difference?" Ye Zhuoyu blinked tenderly.

Sitting in the taxi, Bellara answered Rong Lingchuan's call.

Rong Lingchuan's voice was weird and weak, "Lala..."

"What's wrong with you?" she asked politely.

"My stomach hurts, it hurts..."

"Go to the hospital and take some medicine."

"I'm a doctor. I'm fine. I want to take medicine, but there's no hot water." He smiled softly, "I just want to hear your voice."

"Are you resting at home? Is no one taking care of you?" Bellara was a little worried.

"I like to be quiet and live alone all the time." Rong Lingchuan's voice became softer and hoarse due to the pain, "Lala, I'm a little hungry, can you come and see me..."

"Is that so..." She hesitated.

Last time she had a fever, he took care of her for one night, should she repay the favor?
Bellara said, "Why don't you call your family and ask them to come and take care of you?"

He said pitifully: "I know you are busy, it's okay, you can be busy... I will pass it after I bear it."

After struggling for a while, she finally decided to return the favor, asked him for the address, and asked the driver to turn around.

When she was about to arrive, she thought of Bei Xiao and sent him a WeChat message:
I have something to do at night, don't go back to eat, don't wait for me.

Lu Beixiao replied in seconds: What is more important than having dinner with your husband?
Bellara said perfunctorily: Anyway, it's an important matter, I'll go back around nine o'clock.

He replied: OK, I will go back later.

She was relieved, but fortunately he didn't pursue it.

When she came to Rong Lingchuan's house, she received the password from him, opened the door and went in, and saw him curled up like a shrimp on the sofa.

Rong Lingchuan's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He looked pitiful.

Although it is already late August, it is still a bit hot.

"It's so hot in the room, why don't you turn on the air conditioner?" Bellara asked, "Why don't you lie down in the bedroom?"

"En." He replied angrily, and stood up with difficulty.

She supported him, helped him to the bedroom, turned on the air conditioner, and covered him with a quilt.

She persuaded: "Actually, you should go to the hospital for treatment."

Rong Lingchuan opened his innocent eyes and looked at her aggrievedly, "Chronic gastritis, I have medicine. It's just that there is no hot water, so I haven't taken it yet."

"I'm going to boil the water first, and I can take the medicine later."

Bellara immediately went to the kitchen, boiled water with the electric kettle, opened the refrigerator to check, there were vegetables, and could cook porridge.

Soak the vegetables in water and the water boils.

She took the lukewarm water at just the right temperature and gave him the medicine, "Hurry up and take the medicine."

Rong Lingchuan sat up a little, swallowed the medicine, "Lala, thank you for coming."

"Is this stomach problem serious? Can it be cured?"

"In the past few years, the hospital has been too busy with work. Sometimes the operation lasted for seven or eight hours, or more than ten hours. The diet was irregular, and eating was fast, so the stomach protested and became chronic gastritis." He was tortured by the pain. He looked a little more haggard than usual, "I had a major operation today, and my stomach started to hurt when it was about to end. After leaving the operation center, I asked for leave to go home. I didn't expect the pain to get worse..."

"Chronic gastritis needs to be fed. How can you feed your stomach if you live alone?" Bellara said sadly.

"I'm used to it, and it can be relieved by taking some medicine."

"You are a doctor, so you should know the consequences of not being treated for a long time. If you can't perform surgery and treat more injuries because of gastritis, then the loss will be great."

"If you urge me to eat on time and nourish my stomach every day, I should be motivated and remember to nourish my stomach." Rong Lingchuan smiled weakly.

"This kind of thing still depends on your will. The body is your own, and you have to value it yourself." Bellara heard the deep meaning in his words, "I'll go cook the porridge, and I can eat it later."

He watched her go out with deep eyes: Lala, with you for the rest of my life, I will make you the happiest woman in the world.

Ten minutes later, Bellara threw in the rice and vegetables and started cooking porridge.

When she came to the bedroom, she saw him lying on his back with his eyes open, and asked, "Have you felt better after taking the medicine?"

Rong Lingchuan laughed, "How can it be so fast?"

"Go to sleep, I'm going out, don't disturb you."

"How can I sleep with a stomachache? Lala, talk to me."

"It's better to ask your family to come and take care of you, what if you are in severe pain at night, what should you do?" Bellara suggested.

"I carried it alone before, so you don't have to worry too much." Rong Lingchuan smiled weakly, "Lala, thank you for taking care of me."

"I'll go back later, I can't take care of you overnight."

"Take the medicine, you'll get better later." His deep eyes were clear, as if he wanted to see through her heart, "Lala, how is Lu Beixiao treating you?"

"Bei Xiao is very good to me." Bellara's bright eyes radiated bright stars, "I like him very much. Six years ago, he performed the operation on me, and I like him. I think, in this life, I will won't like anyone else."

"He hurt you, did you forgive him?"

(End of this chapter)